paroles de chanson New Words - John Owen-Jones

Look up there, high above us
In a sky of blackest silk
See how round, like a cookie
See how white, as white as milk

Call it the moon, my son
Say moon
Sounds like your spoon, my son
Can you say it?
New word today, say moon

Near the moon, brightly turning
See the shining sparks of light
Each one new, each one burning
Through the darkness of the night

We call them stars, my son
Say stars
That one is Mars, my son
Can you say it?
New word today, say stars

As they blink all around us
Playing starry-eyed games
Who would think it astounds us
Simply naming their names?

Turn your eyes from the skies now
Turn around and look at me
There's a light in my eyes now
And a word for what you see

We call it love, my son
Say love
So hard to say, my son
It gets harder
New words today
We'll learn to say
Learn moon, learn stars, learn love